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Come, rally ! ho ! come, rally, our hearths and homes to save; The blood our good sires left us, Though all else were bereft us,
Is heritage sufficient to keep from coward's grave.
Come, flock around our standard. Come, crowd into the vanguard, The beacons blazing brightly upon the hill-sides show There 's need of arms united, With hearts for daring plighted, To grapple in the death-grip which hellward hurls a foe.
On our unguarded borders Throng hordes of fell marauders; And our old flag, base miscreants insultingly would seize. Still Stars and Stripes are streaming, Thank God, in glory gleaming, And patriot thrills are stirring as it flutters in the breeze.
Our country now would prove us, While floats our flag above us, Undaunted we '11 give battle, nor drop the blade or brand,